My brain exploded with the intensity

01.05.2014

I started the day off right by throwing a tantrum at the breakfast place. I ordered something I thought was too expensive and then I saw something better someone else had two seconds later that was cheaper. When I asked to change my order the waitress wouldn't let me. So, I just didn't eat it and didn't pay for it when she brought it. Bah. I DID however get a nice Hong Kong milk tea. I had heard about it many times from other people. I don't care how annoying I was, it's the damn principle. You should be able to change what you want if it's only been a few moments. Also, you should put the prices on the menu, crappy restaurant people. When I was a waitress, you know how many times I had to change people's stupid orders after I told the chef what they wanted? It's really easy to do, especially at a breakfast place, where most of the stuff is just soup and dumplings.

After that, we followed a walking tour in the Lonely Planet and saw some traditional medicinal shops. I didn't take any pictures, 1. because I think it's gross, and 2. because it's not shocking anymore to me. There were a couple cool temples we poked our noses into. Then, I had another milk tea on Possession Street, the place where England first planted their flag in 1841.

In my book, it says there is a free observatory in the Bank of China Tower, so we went up to the 43rd floor to see that, and then to the Anglican church again, because I didn't see inside last night. I had a good laugh because Ranald and Nick wouldn't leave the church without finishing the labyrinth or stopping for a cup of tea (preferably with a scone, but they didn't have any).

From there, we went to the government house, the place from where England used to control Hong Kong and now I suppose Hong Kong controls itself there.

Then, we went to the harbourfront centre, where you were supposed to be able to go up to the 7th floor and see the sunset. However, when we got there, there were only five floors. Maybe something funny happened since my book was published.

Ranald and Nick were tired again so they went back to get some curry and take a nap at the hotel. Nick's friend Jason was going to meet them to go out partying somewhere. I was not really interested anyway.

So, I went up to the Temple St. night market. Which is exactly like a Korean highway rest stop multiplied by about 1,000. A bunch of blinking lights, pop music blaring and all kinds of useless crap for sale as far as the eye could see. I was not in the market for useless crap, so I went looking for something good to eat. I found some awesome bean pudding and then some dim sum. I caught the subway home for a beer with my friends before they went out on the town.

Nathan Rd. at night